I... I've been captured?

I've been captured?!!!

Looking at Leon, who gave her a thumbs-up and praised her for being so honest, the Narration of Nonexistence, disguised as the Multi-level Marketing Witch, was stunned for seven or eight seconds before coming to her senses and let out a scream, lunging forward... only to be punched in the forehead by Leon.

Since you're here, let's serve the dishes first~

After knocking down the Narration of Nonexistence, who still wanted to put up a desperate fight, and denting part of her skull, the [Silver Dagger of Cutting] in Leon's hand instantly expanded again, transforming into a giant three-headed black dog that swallowed the Narration of Nonexistence whole in one gulp.

Unfortunately, though the Guardian Death Dog sounds impressive, among the True Gods, it belongs to the weakest group. Its real power is merely to guard the gates of the Realm of the Dead, with soul devouring as an additional "side effect."

This third-rate power is barely usable against a True God of the same level, but it's lacking against a Pillar God, even one with suppressed power at the Watcher's Palace. It's still something that the [Guardian Death] cannot digest.

"You can't kill me!"

To Leon's surprise, a booming voice echoed from inside the belly of the three-headed black dog, formed from the [Silver Dagger of Cutting].

Swallowed whole, the Narration of Nonexistence surprisingly withstood the continuous erosion of the [Guardian Death] power, struggling to the edge of the three-headed black dog's belly. She pushed out the silhouette of a humanoid figure, pressing against the dog's belly and yelling at Leon outside:

"The Pillar God is undying! My truth is a part of the world's rules! As long as stories exist in this world, as long as there's one person to tell a story, you can never kill me!

Food God! Mark my words! Even though you've won this time, you're still just a human. In a hundred years, you'll die and become a nameless corpse at the foot of the [Cliff of Doomsday]!

But I'm different from you! Even when your bones have rotted away, I'll exist forever! Even if I end up in your Bureau's hands and get swallowed into the [Stomach God's Prison] by the Cancer Executive, there will surely be a day when I regain my freedom!"

"Oh."

Following the guiding principles of Emma's Remnant Scripture, Leon listened carefully to the "whimpering of the defeated dog," searching inside for potentially useful information. After thinking for a few seconds, he curiously asked:

"Then if I dig out the [Illusion Can] from the Bureau, turning everyone in the world into idiots for one minute, making all stories disappear in that time, and prepare the corresponding abnormal items to tear you apart within that minute, can you still come back to life?"

"?!?!?!"

No... Is that what I meant?

Floored by Leon's offbeat assumption, the blurry silhouette on the dog's belly froze for a few seconds before rebutting loudly:

"Wishful thinking! You'll never succeed!"

"So when you say never succeed, do you mean that doing this wouldn't kill you, or that I couldn't turn everyone into idiots for a minute?"

"..."

Seems like the latter, huh~

Staring at the silent silhouette on the dog's belly, the corners of Leon's lips curled slightly, then he nodded cheerfully.

"Alright, I understand."

"?!"

What do you understand? What do you understand?!!!

Feeling a shiver run down her spine from Leon's cryptic response and for the first time sensing a threat from death, the Narration of Nonexistence couldn't help but scream:

"Food God! You..."

"I have other matters to attend to, let's chat next time."

Aiming at the blurry silhouette's forehead, Leon delivered a forceful kick through the dog's belly, kicking the Narration of Nonexistence along with her unfinished sentence back inside. He then turned to the hesitant Cat Queen and explained with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'm just saying; I might not actually turn everyone into idiots... umm... even if I ended up doing it, I'd at least give you guys half a month's notice."

"..."

So you really are considering trying it!

Rendered a bit speechless by Leon's response, the Cat Queen remained silent for a while before deciding to skip this awkward topic, and with grateful eyes, she spoke:

"Leon, thank you. If it weren't for you this time, my mother and I might have..."

"No rush for that."

Waving his hand to indicate that there's no need to rush with the thanks, Leon looked around at the fallen bodies of the gods all over the place and the wooden stakes with a bullet hole at the top, and directly stated his request:

"Catherine... um... Your Majesty, I'm planning to take all the physical bodies of the True Gods, the stakes they're bound to, as well as the platform and carpet soaked in Divine Blood under our feet... all of these back to the Bureau for Lord Taurus to forge into abnormal items.

It's not that I'm stingy and unwilling to share, but I've also studied some secret techniques of Taurus and feel these items should form a complete set of abnormal items. Dividing them up would be a waste. So I hope to take them all to make the best use, and then compensate you in some other way."

"No, no!"

Hearing this, the Cat Queen shook her head somewhat helplessly and said:

"The grand secret technique is enough to keep me busy for a lifetime. These things are of no use to me, and most of the work was done by you, so they rightfully should be your spoils of war. They belong to you."

"No, no, no, achieving victory against the Narration of Nonexistence wasn't just my effort alone. Your Witch Kingdom also put in a lot of work. Without your collective application of secret techniques..."

"Without our secret techniques, you still would've managed to wipe out all the True Gods, just maybe not capture the Narration of Nonexistence."

Interrupting Leon, the Cat Queen refused again:

"Really, you saved my life this time, and the entire Witch Kingdom... no, let me finish first."

Lightly placing a finger on Leon's lips, the Cat Queen said with sincerity:

"Leon, my mother, and the entire Witch Kingdom owe you a great debt this time. These things are rightfully yours, there's really no need to share them with us."

"No, I mean..."

"No need to say more, just take them all!"

Once again cutting off Leon's attempt to speak, the Cat Queen declared:

"Besides these things, if there's anything else you need, just tell me. Whatever the Witch Kingdom can offer, it's all yours."

"No, let me first..."

"I'm serious!"

Looking at Leon, who seemed to have something else to say, the Cat Queen persisted stubbornly:

"Although our acquaintance is short, we've been through life and death together as partners. If you need anything, just ask. If I can do it, I definitely won't refuse!"

"Then can you let me say a word?"

Grabbing the Cat Queen's wrist and moving her hand away from his mouth, Leon pointed behind her, his mouth twitching as he reminded:

"While we were being polite, your mother vanished."